It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

This is a special force-generating technique originating from the Far East. It can complete the explosion with almost no movement distance. In the hands of a top wizard who can perfectly control any subtle tissue of the body, it can explode into an explosion that only exists in theory. The powerful destructive power!

Under this level of threat, Ella's pupils suddenly narrowed, and a tiny glowing sphere flashed in her eyes, and the silver-haired girl spat out another syllable with difficulty:

"Stagnation"!

The space seemed to be covered with a layer of gray at this moment, and everything around it fell into a momentary freeze, whether it was the flying confetti dust, the stiff expression of the countermeasure department, or the sudden shock wave under Fred's palm. Move again.

Ella shifted her body away from the unexpected force, snapped her fingers to extinguish the faint flames burning in Fred's knuckles, and everything started working again.

This was not a real stop of time, but Ella used extreme cold to briefly simulate the state of space freezing that she had seen.The scope affected is only this small room.

Fred was a little stunned to find that there was only a blank space in front of him. After a pause for a few seconds, he stood up straight and took the evening dress from the back of the chair, dusted it with his hands and put it on.

The man gave a heartfelt, relieved smile.

"You've proven yourself, Ella."

"You are no longer that little girl who needs to be sheltered under our wings."

Chapter 57 Revenge and Liberation

The wizards of the disaster countermeasures department got up one after another, quickly moved the tables and chairs back, sorted out the new banknotes, and began to record and analyze everything they observed.

Although they didn't know what happened at the end of the battle when they were in a state of stagnation a second ago, the magic power remaining in the air has given them sufficient data.

They just need to understand that this is a powerful magic that can instantly reverse the disadvantages.

"Very well, then our current topic has been changed to how to solve the prototype of the kingdom of God, so that you can fight against the god in the wilderness basin in an intact state."

Fred pinched the short beard on his upper lip and said with a smile.

"At least you have to increase your chances of winning so that I can explain to my adopted daughter and friends from the past, right?"

-

Duncan Coleridge finally relaxed a little after the Wizarding League took over the situation with a strong hand.

From the time he returned to the city to the sudden changes in Uptown and the Central Castle, Duncan has been doing his best to keep busy.He tensed his nerves to deal with the task that should have been completed by real nobles. This man didn't even have time to return to his residence to take a look.

In fact, Duncan never let go of his worries about other people.

For example, how is Sophia doing now? Why haven't I seen her in the refuge camp?

Duncan had a vague premonition of something bad, but theoretically the location of his mansion should not be within the scope of this disaster. As long as Sophia stayed at home and waited for him to come back as she promised, nothing would happen.

Thinking of this, Duncan couldn't help speeding up his pace.

Passing through a large group of sharp metal buildings, down the stairs and flying gallery bridges, the retro buildings appeared in Duncan's sight.They appeared to be in good condition, which reassured the former a little.

This area is still inhabited and this is one of his previous works.

Homeless victims whose houses were destroyed by the sea of ​​blood, people whose living areas were too low or close to the old castle, and civilians who were previously brought back from the wilderness by Duncan were all placed in the camp or designated areas in the upper city.Other residents living in safe areas can choose to stay in their original residences, and some of them are even sitting in bars and getting drunk, escaping their anxiety and fear by paralyzing their nerves.

Duncan Coleridge walked through a neighborhood and came to a familiar mansion, but what appeared in front of him was indeed a strange sight.The two-story building that was originally very in line with his aesthetics and whose style was closer to the buildings in the lower city has been reduced to ruins, which is particularly eye-catching among the surrounding intact buildings.

How could this be?

Duncan's heart almost stopped beating at this moment.

This place was obviously not affected by the sea of ​​blood, so why was it turned into ruins?How is Sophia?

"Sophia!"

The man pushed away the rubble and rubble. The structure of the building had been completely destroyed, and the burnt marks of the bricks and tiles remained.It was as if some great force had pushed the inside of the building down from within and caused it to collapse.

Sophia Nicholas's bloodline is not weak, and the collapse incident alone should not be enough to pose any threat to her.

Duncan still has some hope for this, but his reason has repeatedly reminded him in his mind that he did not hear an explosion from this direction after returning to the city. This was obviously an attack on the New Party or himself when he was out of the city. Action, it would be difficult for Sophia to survive such an attack.

"Sophia!"

The man shouted loudly, mobilizing his perception to explore the ruins.When Duncan glanced over the ruins, he keenly caught a slender figure.

"Sophie——"

The remaining half-broken syllable stuck in Duncan's throat, and a young girl in a black and white nun's costume and a hood sat on the rubble at the top of the ruins.

Victoria Milusel's original long golden hair looked like withered yellow straw. Her complexion was pale and haggard, showing a sickly and weak beauty.

But these are not important to Duncan, because the opponent is playing with a half-exploded rotten gun in his hand.Although it is dilapidated, it can still be seen from the exquisite grip lines that it was once precious.

With the eyesight of the filthy blood, Duncan saw clearly the left side of the gun barrel, where there was a section of deformed and blurred letters "sanguinar—" Although the latter part was already unrecognizable, he still restored the rest from his memory. part.

"Bloody Death - Belusay 1854"

Duncan knew this girl, the attendant who had always followed Abigail Cain.

"Victoria Milusel, how could you..."

Victoria rolled her eyes a little bit sluggishly, looking in Duncan's direction, and suddenly showed an incomprehensible smile.

"Are you trying to tell me why I'm here?"

"Of course it's to find trophies. Before he died, the traitor was still saying that what he did had nothing to do with you. Yes, no need to guess - I killed your Sophia. Are you satisfied? - New Party Member, Knight of the Guards Commander, the Honorable Mr Duncan Coleridge?"

Duncan was stunned. He had imagined that the other party would explain, quibble, or fabricate some unreliable lies.But I never imagined that I would get the answer so easily.

As a prisoner, Victoria was sitting on the ruins waiting for its owner to return. What a degree of arrogance and provocation!

Various emotional vortexes fluctuated in his heart one after another, from worry to despair and surprise, and finally frozen into hatred and rage!

Several layers of halos appeared on Duncan's body surface, and his swollen muscles stretched out Enoch's characteristic light armor, and the blood-red mist lit up every mithril armor leaf!

Anger made the instinct of dirty blood suppress Duncan's rationality in this brief moment. Now he just wants to tear the throat of the woman in front of him, bite off the trachea, and drink the sweet blood!

He smashed the bricks under his feet, and jumped out at an inhuman speed.

Victoria looked at the figure approaching quickly in front of her with a mocking look. Even Duncan Coleridge, the man who went out of the city to save the civilians in the gathering place at the most dangerous time, could not resist his instinct.

What she and the young lady thought were indeed correct, dirty blood is dirty blood, no matter what kind of soul is put in the devil's skin, it will be assimilated.

They were right, the current situation was nothing more than an accident.

The huge force pressed her throat, causing Victoria to slam heavily to the ground behind her. At that moment, she felt ominous groans from all the bones in her body, and the squeeze on her neck became stronger and stronger.

The neck bones were broken, and oxygen could no longer pass from the organs to the lungs. Victoria looked at the fangs and mouth dripping with saliva less than a foot away from her, with relief and relief in her eyes.

Ah...it's finally coming to an end.

With that in mind, she let go of the pistol grip in her right hand.

Chapter 58 Atonement

In the dizziness before suffocation, the expected pain of biting and sucking blood from her neck did not come, and the force that was enough to crush her neck bones slowly relaxed partially.

Although that is still a huge force, it is completely different from the previous ravages full of killing intent and tyranny.

Air once again flowed into the lungs along the gradually repaired trachea, Victoria opened her eyes with some doubts, but her expression became dull due to astonishment.

She saw the scarlet bloodshot eyes gradually fade away from Duncan's eyes. The Vampire retracted his fangs, pursed his lips tightly, and veins bulged under his skin.

There was still boiling killing intent in Duncan's eyes, but it was no longer mixed with the desire for blood.

His voice was low and trembling, as if he was in great pain.

"Why did you kill her... what do you mean by traitor?"

Victoria still couldn't recover from the shock, and couldn't say anything for a while.

Duncan grabbed the girl by the throat and lifted her up with one hand.With the other hand, he pulled out the jet-black saber, and pressed the tip of the sword against the opponent's face. The abnormally sharp edge of the long sword cut in shallowly along the skin.

"Say it, I don't have a lot of patience right now!"

why?

Why is this man able to suppress the instinct of dirty blood? !

Although her heart was filled with panic, Victoria still replied with a sneer:

"There is no reason, kill as much as you want... Hurry up, don't want mother-in-law, don't you want to avenge Sophia?"

She doesn't want to think about anything anymore, and simply dying here is a kind of relief for her.

"Lie, you are just begging for death."

Duncan looked into her eyes, simply piercing Victoria's fragile cover.

At this time, the blood had completely receded from Duncan's eyes. He actually completely got rid of the instinct coming from the source of blood and completely regained his composure.

This change occurred within a distance of less than two feet, and Victoria saw it from beginning to end.

Her spirit couldn't help being in a trance, and what she had always believed in—no, the things that had cracked finally began to break.

Are we...really wrong?

She did have no desire to live anymore, but there was no need to dirty Duncan's hands in such an unclear situation, at least this person had the right to know the truth.

Victoria, who fell into the rubble, coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood mixed with minced meat. In the process, most of her twisted neck bones and trachea had been repaired.

Victoria briefly explained Nils' original plan, their differences with Sophia Nicholas, the latter's collusion with the alien beings, and the resulting events.

During this process, Duncan's expression changed again and again, and in the end there was only a sigh.

"If that is really the plan left by Niels Cain...then Sophia will definitely carry it out without hesitation. What you said should be the truth."

He stared at Victoria with complicated eyes.

"The siblings, and you, are all lunatics! Everyone in Enoch had a similar childhood, but I never thought that someone would destroy Enoch for this... Could it be Can hatred really last for such a long time?"

"Maybe everyone in Uptown is a damn scum, but even in Abigail's revised plan, countless ordinary people will die for it!"

Victoria just lay on her back, too tired to move a finger.Duncan Coleridge's performance proves that what she once considered her highest calling is nothing more than a silly joke rife with arrogance and cowardice, a shameful escape from confrontation.

"And we have failed, the situation is completely out of control - all this has become a feast for a certain monster to try to ascend to the throne."